Okay, well, welcome to another Thursday and to another edition of my weekly blog post. This being the second Thursday in July, this would have been an edition of “My Heroes Have Always Been Villains”, which ran briefly, way back when, but which was stopped after not many people seemed to read it. This surprised me, given the fact that so many people are so interested in the great villains of popular fiction: Sauron, Hannibal Lecter, Thanos, Darth Vader, and so on, to say nothing of the quintessential dastard from whom I cribbed the title of this post. I guess people often follow such characters on the DL, as a kind of guilty pleasure, and openly reading or talking about them is not as popular.
Oh, well. I’ve been disappointed by the lack of popularity of that series, but the world is hard, and it’s under no obligation to conform to my expectations, let alone my hopes.
This fact was driven home yet again for me last week with the difficulty relating to my “single” Schrödinger’s Head, which had to be delayed because of restrictions on the word content of the cover art. I quickly and easily (but not without grumbling) altered the cover to remove the warped opening lines of the song, and then adjusted the rest for better balance. I also changed the official title of the song to include the umlaut. This latter bit didn’t bother me nearly so much, especially since I’d already used an umlaut made from a tiny white cat’s head and a tiny black cat’s head above the “o” in the graphic (see below). I’m not sure the umlaut in the official title was necessary—it’s hard for me to imagine that being something distributors and song sharing and selling sites would notice much—but it was satisfying, unlike the removal of my opening lyrics.
Bottom line, in short order, once my corrections were made, the song was distributed and has gone live and is now available for your listening pleasure on Spotify, iTunes, Amazon, YouTube Music, and numerous other venues of which I know the names of only a few, such as TikTok. If anyone listens on one of those other venues, please let me know; I’d love to share the link.
The song is a folk-rock style, lighthearted, silly thing in which the singer (me) asks various binary questions, mostly about what the titular physicist might be thinking, arriving at the lamentable conclusion that nobody knows. There’s a little more to it than that, including some deliberately contradictory wordplay, but it’s not supposed to be deep or to carry any message (unlike my previous release, Like and Share, which involves heartfelt, sad commentary about one aspect of social media). The main guitar sounds are mostly “clean”, since I was really just learning to use it, and that’s part of what gives it the folk-tune feel. I think.
Anyway, have a listen if you’re so inclined (though you won’t actually know if you are or not until you listen, and then the wave function will have collapsed…Ha Ha Ha!).
In other news, of course, Unanimity continues to hurtle toward completion, though never quite as quickly as I hope. I, however, am schooled not to rely on the specifics of my hopes too much. The Tao te Ching counsels us to act without expectation, and I think that’s very good advice, though not as simple as it might seem at a superficial glance*.
Anyway, my novel moves ever nearer to release, and I at least am excited about it. It’s not for the faint of heart, though. If you’re the sort of person who requires trigger warnings for anything at all, they are all hereby given. I am not trying to avoid traumatizing you with this book; quite the contrary.
Not that traumatizing you is the point—or at least not the main one. The main point is to tell a story about what happens when an innocent college student—Charley Banks—takes part in a neuroscience experiment at his university, has a seizure in an MRI machine during the process, and in the aftermath develops a seemingly impossible, potentially limitless, paranormal power to take over other people’s bodies and minds with just a touch. Unfortunately, in the process he also appears to have suffered damage to his moral compass**, and he begins to do truly terrible and horrifying things with his new ability—things no one else could ever recognize as his handiwork.
What could be the nature and source of this impossible ability? How can Charley be cured and/or stopped? Can he be cured and/or stopped? Will anyone even figure out what’s happening in time to do anything at all about it, if anything can be done? How could you even detect a danger that potentially comes from all the people you know and love?
And will Vanessa ever be able to get Brad to notice and return her feelings, or will her poor, lonely, yearning heart be broken***?
Some of these questions—and others not mentioned—will be answered in Unanimity. Some will remain mysteries. To find out more, you’ll have to read the book.
*I urge you to look into it. It’s not religion, though a religion has been made from it; as I see it, it’s really a book of practical philosophy in the form of 81 very short, evocative poem-oids.
**Or it could just be power corrupting, and corrupting fast, or revealing and releasing a side to Charley that was always present, or perhaps some dark, supernatural force is at work. Who can say which it is? Well, I can, of course, but I’m not saying, at least not here.
***Okay, that last question has nothing at all to do with the novel. I don’t know where that comes from. There are no such characters in my book.